Daddy Dom Romance Books Novels & Stories

Gael shakes his head. Gael Slater: My dad gave it to me. The boy shrugs moving around the desk. Halo Noel: Can I see it? Gael hands Halo the leather-bound book, reading the simple yet intricate title, impressed. Halo Noel: Tom Sawyer. He runs his right hand over the worn leather spine. Halo Noel: Is your father coming to pick you up? Halo checks his watch, notices the time, and sits up. - Usually, Gael would be the first to leave, as his father was never tardy. So, seeing the boy hanging back feels odd to the attentive teacher.

Dante started moving, carrying me toward the stairs without breaking the kiss. A lamp shattered somewhere behind us as he kicked it aside, but neither of us cared. His hand squeezed my ass possessively, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks I knew I’d feel tomorrow. He kicked open the bedroom door with a bang. The moment my back hit the mattress, he was on me, caging me beneath his powerful body like a lion pinning a trembling kitten. I felt small. Helpless. Wanted. For the first time in our marriage, I felt truly wanted.

BOOK TITLE : Daddy cock hits the spot (1) CONTENT: Seduction, bigger cock, Stepdad, orgasm, pussy fucking, hardcore. CHAPTER 1 Christy rolled her eyes as the boy on top of her struggled to figure out what to do next. Her legs were opened wide beneath him, but he just couldn’t seem to make things work. She reached down and moved his cock until it was just in front of her pussy. “Now, just slide it in!” she said with a frustrated sigh.

“Yes, Daddy.” He freezes. I open my eyes, suddenly aware that this isn’t play, this isn’t a scene, and that I really am, in fact, being spanked by a dom. And I just called him Daddy. My ass is on fire, my clit pulsing for attention, and all he does is lift me up off the desk and spin me around to look at him. “Did you just call me Daddy?” he growls. I fucked up. Oh, God, I totally fucked up. He’s going to hate me. He’ll push me away and never want to do this to me again. My one chance at being dommed, and I blew it with my big mouth.

His dark eyes hold mine, intense and unyielding, while the subtle bulge in his trousers hints at the arousal building between us. "You're beautiful like this," Daddy murmurs, reaching down to trace his thumb along my lower lip, his touch firm yet gentle, sending a shiver racing down my spine. The dominance in his gaze wraps around me like a velvet restraint, making my skin tingle with submission, my nipples tightening against the fabric of my bra as I lean into his hand.

"Just from a touch?" I nodded, breathless. "Yes, Daddy," I whispered, meeting his gaze. "Just like you make me cum with one phone call." My hand stayed on his chest, fingers lightly brushing his skin, and he leaned in—his lips ghosting over my jaw, then lower, pressing a soft kiss at the side of my neck down to my cleavage. "You're too good at this. The way you look at me, the way you react... it's driving me insane," Damian murmured his finger thrusting inside my waiting pussy.

“Who is in control?” I gasp and moan at the fiery pleasure-pain as another orgasm rolls through my body. “You,” I say, not recognizing the sound of my own voice. “You’re in charge. Ohh…” “Daddy. Say, ‘you’re in charge, Daddy.’” My pussy clenches around his fingers at the taboo command. I’ve read my fair share of sexy books, and secretly love BDSM books. I may be a virgin but I’m far from naïve. One of my favorite independent authors writes books with daddy doms and I’ve always been intrigued. I often imagine myself in the heroine’s shoes… now is my chance to live out one of my most secret fantasies.

"He's so needy! I feel like I shouldn't ever bother to close my legs!" I blushed, feeling about the same about Mateo, but I wasn't sharing. Not that I needed to. "Oooo, she's blushing!" Rochelle said, pointing at my face. "He's an Alpha. Of course, he'd be VERY demanding in bed," Celeste added authoritatively. "Ew. He's my father! Could we not?" Lucia asked, wrinkling her nose. I don't think I'd ever been as grateful to Lucia as I was at that moment.

I cried out. “Yeah? You like when I fuck you like this?” He pounded me mercilessly, his muscular body slamming down on me. Sweat dripped from his chest onto my tits. “This pussy is mine now. Every time your sister leaves the house, I’m coming to fill you up. Understand?” “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned without thinking. His eyes flashed with pure lust. “Say it again.” “Daddy… please fuck me harder, Daddy!” Zion lost control. He fucked me like a wild animal, choking me lightly with one hand while destroying my pussy. I came again, screaming his name, my whole body convulsing underneath him.

I pressed two fingers inside myself, imagining it was him. Me: Tell me what you’d do. Roman: I’d lock you in my office and bend you over the exam table. Spread those pretty legs and taste you first. You’d be dripping for Daddy, wouldn’t you? Me: Yes. God, yes. Roman: Then I’d slide my cock in slow. Let you feel every inch while you call me Daddy like a good girl. I’d fuck you until you’re crying my name. Me: I want that. I need it.